Unmasking The Man I Married

“At fifty-eight, after thirty years of marriage, my husband announced he was leaving me. It was for a woman I had mentored, whose powerful uncle had orchestrated my professional ruin. My own son took his father's side. "Dad worked hard," he told me, his voice cold. "He deserves to be happy." The weight of their betrayal was a physical blow. My heart seized, my vision went black, and I died alone on the floor of our empty house. Until I opened my eyes. I was young again, sitting in my husband's office thirty years in the past. He stood before me, handsome and concerned, about to ask me to sacrifice my career for his. This was the exact moment that had destroyed my life. But this time, I knew every lie he was about to tell. And I wasn't the same naive fool who would let him.”